Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

"I, I... I'm just an ordinary person..." Kitty said in horror.

“Can ordinary people have shelters that are safe from nuclear bombs?”

"I just found this place, I didn't build it..."

"You can know a door so clearly, and you said you didn't build this place. Could it be that there is an instruction manual for this door in this shelter?"

"me……"

"If you don't tell the truth, believe it or not, I will grill you directly?"

"I am Links Zita." Kitty could only truthfully explain his identity.

"Have you heard of this name?" Mena asked.

"Are you the president?"

Compared to Mena, who was indifferent to politics, Nash was somewhat impressed.

He vaguely remembered that the president before the end was a cat-headed demi-human, probably named Zita.

"Yes, that's me," Zita replied.

"President? Who turned you into this?"

"I offended a terrible devil. In order to prevent that person from destroying the world, I was eventually persecuted by him and became what I am now."

Nash and Mena looked at each other.

"In other words, it was the person who caused the apocalypse who turned you into this, right?"

"Yes, I told the truth, and I swear on the president's behalf."

Nash raised his hand, and the metal door began to slowly deform.

Another person might not be able to destroy this metal door.

In other words, Nash's professional counterpart could just cause damage to this metal door.

Zita looked at Nash in surprise.

"Sir, you are too powerful. I will use the supplies in the shelter to hire you. If it is you, you can definitely destroy the devil who destroyed the world."

This was the first time Zita knew that besides gods and devils, there were people like Nash in this world.

In fact, the telekinesis master's appearance was too short.

And they were all concentrated on the Island of Sin at that time.

So President Zita doesn't know about telekinesis at all.

Now seeing that Nash can actually destroy this metal door that can defend against nuclear weapons, I immediately felt that Nash also has the same power.

"You said you would use the supplies here to hire me?" Nash found it a bit funny.

"Of course, you have no idea how much supplies there are. The supplies here are enough for a thousand people to live for thirty years. You can't even imagine how much supplies there are."

"But now this place belongs to us. Even if you don't agree, the materials here still belong to me."

"But...this belongs to me..."

"Dear kitten, you are no longer the president. You should be grateful to us for not using you as a reserve food."

"You can't do this..."

"Of course we can."

Nash and Mena looked at Zita with evil intentions.

They don't just want to seize the materials here.

Moreover, they also want to give this poor kitten to the person he has longed for.

However, when they entered the shelter, they were still surprised by the neatly arranged supplies.

A thousand people live for thirty years! Tens of thousands of tons of various materials.

There are not only various foods, but also some daily necessities.

These supplies can greatly improve their lives.

Zita frowned: "Since you don't want to accept my employment, even if you want to take away the supplies, I agree, but I hope you can leave me some supplies so that I can stay here."

"It's not safe for you as a cat to live here, so you'd better come with us."

"Can I say no?"

"What do you think."

"I...I think it's okay..."

"Can't."

"Meow..." Zita suddenly broke away from Mena's hand and jumped out.

However, before he could run a few meters, he was tied up with a wire and dragged back.

No matter how Zita begged for mercy, Nash and Mena were determined to take credit with Zita anyway.

As for the supplies here, they are indeed very attractive.

But it's not a necessity.

Now they are basically self-sufficient.

So it doesn’t matter whether you have supplies or not.

At most, it just makes their lives a little better.

Nash and Mena carried Zita to Jin Si's residence.

This is Jin Si’s enemy!

Is it possible to exchange for the elixir of life?

When the two came to Jin Si's residence, they saw Jin Si holding a radio and listening to a talk show on a survivor radio station.

Both Jin Si and Cathy were envious of this kind of life.

After all, they can get whatever supplies they want.

Qita, who was tightly tied up, immediately started struggling in fear the moment he saw Jin Si.

"Mr. Kim."

"Isn't the prey you sent today a little too casual?"

"Mr. Jin, take a closer look."

"Look carefully?" Jin Si looked carefully for a long time: "What are you looking at? Isn't this just a little wild cat? Is it a female?"

"Mr. Jin, he is your enemy, don't you recognize it?"

"My enemy? In my impression, none of my enemies are like this."

"He is Zita, the former president of the world government. Have you forgotten?"

"Hey, how did he become like this?" Jin Si asked in surprise.

"Mr. Jin, wasn't it you who turned him into this?"

"no."

"He said it was you who changed."

"What else did he say?"

Nash immediately repeated what Zita had said.

He also added insult to injury, saying that Zita said a lot of bad things about him.

"You're talking nonsense, I never said that..." Zita yelled anxiously.

"Chichi..." Jin Si took Qita: "I didn't expect that you would become like this."

"You are the culprit of destroying the world!"

"I did it to destroy the world, but I am half responsible and half responsible for you. Don't sound so innocent."

"Mr. Jin, did he lie to me?"

"About 70% of what he said is true, but he didn't stop me from destroying the world. It was because he attacked me many times that he finally angered me completely and made me destroy the world. So I deserve to go to hell." Nor is he qualified to go to heaven.”

"You bastard, you actually lied to me, Mr. Jin, and asked me to throw him into the sea to feed the fish."

"Forget it, no need. He is now worse than dead. I am very satisfied with the result."

"Do you think you can be forgiven if you let me go? You don't deserve forgiveness."

"Nash, make him soup."

"Wait... put me down... Mr. Jin, we can talk..."

Zita was timid again.

After all, he is the cat who was president.

He knows when to chicken out.

Jin Si waved his hand: "Let him go."

"Mr. Jin, I admit that we had a little misunderstanding in the past."

"No, there is no misunderstanding. Your idea is not wrong. Your only mistake is that your risk rating for me is too low."